Sugar Mata was nothing if not observant. A lot of things slipped past her, but one thing she couldn't ignore is that something weird was going on with the gays. Kirk and Blake were always winking at the other glee club members or smiling or touching them in a way that looked more than friendly and she felt a little like she was missing some big inside joke. She walked alongside Santana and Brittany as they went out to the parking lot after glee club, passing the two boys and catching the lingering look they gave the girls, who returned them with a smirk.

"Ok, so like...what am I missing?" she finally piped up.

"They haven't gotten you yet?" Brittany asked, lacing her fingers in Santana's.

"Gotten me what?"

"Ok, Aspberger's, we're gonna let you in, but you better give us all the details when they finally nail you," Santana took Sugar's hand and lead her over to her Mustang. They all leaned against it and Santana started.

"So, Porcelain and Hair Gel have this crazy sex kink where they charm the hell out of everyone they can to fuck them. We've all done it and I'm sure you're next in line."

Sugar looked a little confused. "So... they just have sex with people?"

"Yep."

"But I thought they were gay," Sugar shook her head.

"Apparently they have a little straight boy in 'em because they sure fucked the hell outta me," she bit her bottom lip, "Brit, too."

"Kurt's really strong," Brittany gushed, her bottom lip disappearing behind her teeth as well. Sugar heard Kirk- Kurt's- high pitched laugh and glanced back to see them both walking toward a green sedan parked down at the end of the lot.

"Hey, porn stars, come here," Santana called to the boys, making them stop and look up. They exchanged a glance and walked toward the three girls.

"So, I just told Sugar and spice here all about your sexcapades."

Blake- Blaine- looked Sugar over once and smiled.

"Well...welcome to the club."

"Are you gonna fuck her now?" Brittany asked, looking between the three of them. Sugar just stood still, taking on the appearance of a prized animal being observed for judging.

Kurt walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "What do you think, Miss Mata?"

Sugar's breath hitched in her chest. "Um..."

"Tell you what," Blaine slid his hands in his sweater pockets. "We're...entertaining a guest tonight at my house. If you want, come over around six."

Santana shivered at the hazel eyes as they raked over the small girl's body as they had her's on several occasions. When the eyes left Sugar and fell on her, she felt herself become wet.

"Bring friends."

With a light stroke of his index finger up the side of Sugar's neck, Kurt walked away, taking Blaine's hand and walking off to the car with him.

"Holy...shit," Sugar mumbled. "That was hot."

Brittany and Santana both smiled at each other. "Oh, you wait," Santana shifted as her stomach coiled. "It gets so much better."

Nick stood nervously outside Blaine's house, his fingers shaking slightly as they balled into a fist and rapped on the door. He called Blaine up a few days before and requested this. Since the orgy, he couldn't shake the feeling he got from it- the natural high he felt from doing something so sinful. Blaine readily agreed and texted him earlier saying they may have extra company, which only made Nick more nervous and more aroused.

Kurt opened the door, looking breathtaking in a fitted black long sleeved t-shirt and skinny jeans.

"Hey, Nick. Come on in, Blaine's just getting out of the shower," he smiled, standing aside to let Nick in. Nick had always loved Blaine's house- simple, but elegant and rich looking. They walked through the foyer into the living room, where the couch had been pushed back and two queen-sized mattresses with sheets over them lay in the floor.

"What's all this?"

"Well, Blaine decided to invite the world tonight, so we figured this would be less...cramped, I guess," Kurt laughed. "Don't be too freaked out, though. They won't be here for a while," Kurt stepped forward and lifted Nick's hand, tracing his fingertips over the soft skin of his wrist up his palm and fingers. Nick sighed at the calming effect it had on him.

"Your hand's shaking," Kurt whispered, placing Nick's fingertips to his lips and barely brushing them against them.

Nick hummed. "I'm fine..."

Kurt stepped forward, their bodies centimeters apart. "Close your eyes."

Nick complied, letting his eyes fall shut and feeling Kurt let go of his hand, dropping it to his side, and a pair of hands start from his shoulders and slowly, calmingly, moving down his chest then back up in a massaging motion. Nick let a tight moan slip from his throat. The smell of body wash appeared behind him, as did extra body heat, and another set of hands rested on his shoulder blades, kneading at the muscles with its thumbs. Blaine leaned forward and placed soft kisses to the back of Nick's neck.

"How does that feel?" Blaine asked low in his ear.

"A-amazing," Nick stammered.

"Feel a little better?" Kurt asked, his breath warm against Nick's lips.

Nick nodded shakily and leaned forward to capture Kurt's lips. Blaine's hands went from his shoulders down his sides to his hips, where they grasped tightly and he pulled himself flush against Nick's back, his erection digging into Nick's ass. Kurt pressed in close as well and rested his hand's on Blaine's. Nick was trapped in heat and sweet smelling male scent and it was driving him nuts.

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hands, a silent sign, and Blaine led the three of them to the mattresses. They fell easily onto them and the couple began kissing at every inch of Nick's exposed skin- lips, face, neck, arms- worshiping his body as he canted his hips forward, looking for some relief.

"Tell us what you want, Nick. You called us, remember?" Blaine said breathlessly in his ear as he toyed with the sliver of skin exposed at Nick's hip.

"T-touch me. Please."

"But Nicky, I am touching you," Blaine teased, a smile pulling at his lips.

"Now, Blaine, don't be a tease," Kurt giggled and cupped Nick roughly over his jeans. Nick let out a groan and thrusted into Kurt's hand.

"God, please," Nick whimpered.

"He did say please, didn't he?" Blaine asked Kurt as he nipped at Nick's ear.

"He did. That was nice of him," Kurt squeezed him again. Nick whined and took Kurt's hand, pulling it up and shoving it down his jeans. Kurt's hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking in slow, tight pulls.

"The man knows what he wants," Blaine watched as the outline of Kurt's hand strained against Nick's jeans.

Kurt leaned down and captured Nick's lips again, slipping his tongue inside as Nick moaned loudly when Kurt's hand twisted at the head. Blaine began unbuttoning Nick's jeans and pulling them down his thighs. Nick was already leaking and Blaine wanted so badly to suck him off.

"Can I suck you, Nick?" Blaine asked as his ran his fingers up Nick's thighs. Nick made an affirmative noise into Kurt's mouth and Kurt let Nick go, quickly starting to unbutton his own jeans. Blaine settled between Nick's legs and slid his lips over his cock. Nick cried out and his fingers tangled in Blaine's dark curls. Kurt had pulled himself out of his jeans and began jerking off watching his boyfriend's head bob up and down between Nick's legs.

"Blaine, I'm-"

"Go ahead, Nick," Kurt growled low in his ear. It was all Nick needed to hear. He gripped tightly at the back of Kurt's neck and Blaine's curls and came down Blaine's throat. Blaine swallowed around him, making him shiver. Blaine immediately pulled off and sat up on his knees, unzipping his jeans and pulling himself to stroke himself. Nick watched, mesmerized, as Blaine threw his head back and groaned while his hand moved quickly over his cock. Kurt sat up and moved Blaine's hand, replacing it with his own and placing Blaine's on his. The two boys stroked each other, their lips and tongues tangling together between moans and curses. Nick could feel his cock twitching back to life just from the sight. In a matter of moments, Kurt came over Blaine's hand and Blaine came over Kurt's. They broke away, resting their foreheads together and exchanging breathless sweet nothings, which only made Nick smile. Just as they were starting to zip up, the doorbell rang.

"That will be the girls," Blaine announced, his voice a little hoarse. He stood up shakily and grabbed a towel from the coffee table and wiped his hand.

"You gonna stick around?" Kurt asked as he did the same with his hand. "It could get interesting."

Nick let out a laugh. "Sure, why not?"

"I never took you for the adventurous type, Nick Warbler," Kurt winked and lay down next to Nick. The three girls walked into the living room, Blaine following behind.

"Damn, started without us again?" Santana asked, slipping off her jacket.

"He requested us specifically," Kurt walked his fingers up Nick's arm. "He gets first dibs."

"You're making us sound like a couple of whores," Blaine giggled and took Sugar and Brittany's coats.

"So like...is this an orgy or something?" Sugar asked, looking down at Nick's still exposed groin with hungry eyes.

"Or something," Kurt shrugged. Santana walked in behind Brittany and began sliding her suspenders down her shoulders and kissing at her neck. Brittany let out a mewl and leaned her head back against Santana's shoulder.

"Since Sugar's new to this, would you help me get her ready?" Kurt asked Nick. Nick smirked and nodded, standing up and pulling only his boxers on. He and Kurt walked over to her and Nick cupped her cheek, kissing her gently. She gasped into his mouth, but responded quickly, letting him slide his tongue into her mouth and lap at the back of her teeth. Kurt reached around and began unbuttoning her blouse, his fingertips brushing against her stomach. Blaine was on his knees in front of Brittany, unbuttoning her shorts and sliding them down her toned, tan legs and off her feet. Santana had slid off her t-shirt and began massaging her breasts. The room was full of gasps and whimpers.

Blaine slid Brittany's underwear off and made her spread her legs slightly so he could eat her out. Brittany shrieked and gripped his hair tightly. Brittany's other hand moved behind her and she slipped two fingers into Santana.

"Fuck, Britt," Santana moaned into her ear.

"We could move to the mattresses, you know," Kurt told them from his spot behind Sugar. Nick had removed her bra and was laving at her chest as she kissed and sucked at Kurt's neck.

They all moved toward the mattresses, removing the rest of their clothes on the way. Six hot bodies were pressed close together as they groped and touched, not caring who was touching who or where. Santana ended up between Brittany's legs, her tongue drawing patterns against her clit. Kurt and Sugar were next to them, Kurt squeezing her breasts as his other hand reached between her legs to finger her. Blaine was behind Nick next to them, watching Nick and Kurt make out heatedly and reaching for lube and condoms from the coffee table behind him.

"Can I fuck you, Nick," Blaine whispered against his ear.

"Mmm, yes," Nick broke away from Kurt and let Blaine sit them up perpendicular to Kurt and Sugar, where he could see both pairs perfectly as he rested on his knees, his back flush with Blaine's sweaty chest. Blaine slid a finger inside him, making him groan at the initial shock, but after a moment, he relaxed and was pushing back against him.

"Mmm, fuck me, Kurt," Sugar whined breathily in his ear. Kurt shivered and pulled her on top of him, the heat of her entrance driving him nuts as he reached for the condom and put it on quickly and clumsily. He positioned Sugar and she slid down onto him, both crying out. Kurt gripped her hips hard and began thrusting up into her, her breasts bouncing in time with his thrusts. Santana was now lying down, her head turned towards Kurt's. Brittany reached down and began fingering Santana.

"Fuck, Britt, so good," she moaned against Kurt's neck, making him thrust up hard into Sugar. Sugar's back arched and Nick leaned forward a little to suck at her neck as Blaine entered him. He gripped Nick's shoulder and wrapped an arm around his waist as he started thrusting hard and fast.

"Jesus Christ-"

"Mmm, there, yeah-"

"Fuck, so tight-"

"So close, fuck!"

The pornographic noises from the six teens in the room seemed to seep into the walls, making the room heavy and hot. Sugar was the first to fall over the edge, pulling Kurt right along with her with a loud groan. She fell forward, bracing herself over him. Kurt glanced over at Brittany and Santana and slid two fingers into Brittany as she added another to Santana. Both girls cried out and came with shudders, Brittany falling foward onto Santana and placing lazy kisses up her chest and neck. Sugar wrapped her fingers around Nick, who was being relentlessly pounded by Blaine.

"Goddamnit, Blaine," Nick gripped Blaine's hips, his nails digging into them and making Blaine squeeze his eyes shut and throw his head back. After a few more strokes from Sugar, Nick wailed and came over her hand and on Kurt's chest. Blaine cursed loudly and filled the condom inside Nick, his body seizing and his eyes rolling back. The two collapsed next to Kurt and Sugar on the mattresses after Blaine pulled out. They lay there a moment, getting their bearings back and Sugar finally spoke up.

"So...that was kind of amazing," she smiled. The others let out breathless laughs and agreed.

"Just when I think Hummel and Hobbit couldn't get more kinky, they do this," Santana smirked and shook her head.

"Never underestimate the sick minds of two teenage boys," Blaine smiled lazily. After a while, the girls get up and get dressed, bidding the boys a goodbye and a promise that it wouldn't be the last time. Nick got dressed as well with Kurt and Blaine and they walked to the door with him.

"You guys...wow," Nick laughed and shook his head. "I didn't think I'd like this kind of thing, but you guys just know how to make it comfortable. It's crazy."

Kurt shrugged. "It's just sex. No need to be uncomfortable."

"Well, I better get back to Dalton. I had fun. Maybe...we could do it again?"

Blaine smiled and took Nick's hand. "Anytime."

Nick nodded and kissed each boy gently once before walking out the door. Blaine sighed and wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck.

"I'm wiiiiiped," he groaned against Kurt's neck.

"If you fall asleep and I have to carry you upstairs, I'll kick your ass," he giggled in Blaine's ear. "Let's get these mattresses up and we'll go to bed. Dad won't be back until Monday and Carole's at her mom's so I don't plan on going home tonight."

"Glad I agreed to that," Blaine smirked and kissed Kurt's neck. "And can't we just turn on the fireplace and snuggle on the mattresses tonight? Like a campout?"

"You're such a five year old," Kurt hugged Blaine tightly.

"Five and a half," Blaine mumbled sleepily. Kurt rolled his eyes and lifted Blaine into his arms, making the boy shriek, and took him over to the mattresses, grabbing a quilt off the couch, and lighting the fireplace. They snuggled up in the firelight and exchanged soft kisses and giggles until they both fell asleep.